My name is Adriana. I just turned 20 years old and I live in a small apartment in New York City. I finished high school a year earlier than most of my friends and I got an opportunity to be an intern for the people who work on Good Morning America. Hopefully, I'll end up with a career on there.
So my present life is practically the best. I have an amazing internship, I live in an amazing city, I have a part-time job that pays the bills. Everything is good. Except my past.
My parents split when I was only three years old. I've never met my father and I was told that I had a twin brother, but I've never even seen a picture of him. My mom was depressed and would never talk to me.
Since I had no one to talk to, no friends I could trust, practically no family, I ended up bringing a stray puppy home when I was around 13. Throughout the years, I trained him to do many things I couldn't do myself. Ever since I got him, I've never felt alone in any way possible. He's stayed by my side through everything.
Now that I've started a new life, I hope things will turn around. I want to make friends I can ACTUALLY trust. I want to find my twin brother. I want to be able to someday settle down and have a family. I mean, not any day soon, but you get my idea.
Maybe things will finally turn around for me…